Ode to the Humble Oat
You’re standing over the stove stirring your breakfast with a wooden spoon. You look out the window and notice the sunlight streaming through the trees. You take a pause from stirring, reach your arms high, interlace your fingers and move your shoulders from side to side. As you stretch, a yawn escapes and you feel your tummy groan with hunger. You take a sip of freshly brewed coffee and continue stirring your favourite cereal grain: oats.
Cooking oats in the morning has become more than just a ritual for you; it’s a pause. The process is slow, joyful and intentional. As you stir, it feels as if you’re extending the period of time between waking up and the world flooding in. Starting your day with a
